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Wednesday, October 18, 2006
6:14 AM

updates.
so so so fast. the hols are already over. i have so many photos to upload into my album. the zoo photos, the dinner photos and mostly, the tennis camp photos! WOOOOOO!!
short lil updates.

10.10.06
had to come to school at 9. ran 8 rounds around the tracks. did physical like crazy and the amount we had to do was woo. in hundreds. can die la. then went ta shower then had a short theory lessons on sports. crazy eh. sports also got theory. hahah. then thats when the real enjoyable fun started. shan and ms eunice got us splitted up into groups for the amazing race thingy. and the theme was to search for food for the bbq at night. watt the hell! hahah. the budget was 50. buy nothing but food. haha. group that reaches first wins. but. must travel to north, south, east and west. and on the envelope will state where your group will start first. shit part, at every stop, you must buy something. now. my group members were brennan, hanis and jared and me. blardy hell. sabo me. make the the leader. haha. time to start, at 3.45 or so. we had to start of at south, so we headed to tanjong pagar. bought just one packet of otah. haha. then, our next stop was west, to tiong bahru, to buy my potatoes. stupid brennan, let him buy watt he want. BUT, i had to ask him like mad to buy just one pack of potatoes. ass. haha. then at every stop, we had to prove that we were really there, so, PHOTO! YAY! haha. brennan and i were like the models for every photo. ahaha. stupid models! doing stupid faces. hahaha. next! north! haha. travelled to dhoby ghaut. to carrefour, to buy marshmellows. then, to the last stop, EAST! parkway parade. did the most shopping there. haha. finished all shoppings by 6. most impt. we had to get to the pit fast!! haha. our total amount spent was 28 dollas. we bought otahs, potatoes, marshmellows, marinated chicken wings, crabmeat, fishballs, 2chix sausages, bread. that should be all. haha. then, headed to pit 76. walao eh. we started walking only at pit 21 la. can fucking die man. by the time we reached pit 40 plus, everyone were so silent. esp BRENNAN! surprising. haha. but he was really surportive and encouraging. thinking we were like the last. we slowly strolled. blardy long la. aiyo. FINALLY! reached at like 7.15. we were the SECOND group! YAYAYAYAYAYAY!! haha. third group, denise's group. last was huda's. the fun part was at the going home part. where we all took fotos like mad asses! so so so fun! even in the bus to bedok. haha. loved that day man! haha. will update the fotos soon! haha. till then, BYEBYE!
to all. i love tennis camp 06. it was HOTTTT!!!

p.s. i've always had no one in mind. so, i wouldnt mind u:) haha.

femme.

joanne.

going 23 (i actually had to use a calculator).
totally abhors people wit no originality.

so much love.

my family.
siva :)
food!
denise:)
friends.

latest.

right people. my birthday's coming!
16th august. HAHA.

i wanna be a baker, one day.

i love:
`:food.
`:clothes&shoes!
`:TENNIS*

loves.

i dont know if they still exist! :p
ladies first;
above all-my YEGG:))))
young denise;)
eileen-eating kaki.
eileen
huda:))
jess
verni

hot topic; nothing's hot at the moment

then gentlemen;
nothing!

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